Catherine had fallen ill in my absence. I fear that her husband has finally succeeded in killing her fire. I fear for what he has turned her into. Edgar Linton cares for no one but himself. How can a man who disowns his own sister ever love a Belle a croquer such as Catherine. Because I cannot punish the scoundrel myself, I will punish his sister for his evil deeds. I will not write here of my actions against her, but know that they are fair and just in comparison to Edgar’s abuse.
Because I have been forbidden from the Grange, my only means of communication with my beloved Catherine is through Nelly Dean. It took a bit of convincing, but she has agreed to play Iris between the two of us. I’ve sent word that I will be in the garden, awaiting her presence. I simply hope my words will help her to snap out of this dreadful state, and to become the girl I once loved.
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